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I regard them as a person's "life music" ... incorporating everything and everywhere they've lived. I have this 'thing' about listening and forming a image of the earth in my mind, closing in on some location that's painted in the music of a person's speech. It's a totally intuitive/non-scientific thing ... I just 'feel' my way. There've been many times that I've inexplicably been able to guess/surmise where a person is from - where they were raised. Sometimes it's just some strange strong impression, far more specific and detailed than I could possibly explain.
For example ... once upon a time I went with three friends to a pub/restaurant in Cupertino (California) that I'd never been to before. We found a table, sat down, looked at the menu, and tried to talk above the noise and background music. The waitress arrived. She took our drink orders and went to get them. My friends noted an accent and wondered whether she was a Brit, Aussie, Kiwi, or Canuck. I said she was Canadian... and it seemed she was from the western provinces. They asked me how I could know that and had I been there before. Nope. When the waitress returned, I asked her to say a few things as I listened more closely. For reasons that I will never understand, I said that I thought she was from Calgary ... but not in the city limits but on the outskirts. (I've never been to Calgary. Ever.) The waitress though I was playing a trick on her. She was from there ... EXACTLY.
Another time I met a new person at work (when working in Detroit) and, after listening to her for less than a couple of minutes, guessed that she was from Columbus, Ohio ... probably Arlington or Bexley and attended the Columbus School for Girls. (My 2nd wife was from Columbus ... but none of the other elements were common.) It turned out she was from Columbus, lived in BOTH Arlington and Bexley (her dad was a minister), and attended Columbus School for Girls. There is absolutely no way I could have known this. None. But it was somehow clear to me. I just got the 'picture' in my head listening to her personal 'music.'
It happens often enough that I get a "woo-woo" (eerie) feeling about it. :shrug:
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